LOGINTucker“You really aren’t angry with my son?”My footsteps immediately stopped when I heard my mom’s voice. I only wanted to listen for a moment to what she was saying.“Maybe this is better.” Aunt Emma’s voice sounded so weak.From a distance, I could see her letting out a breath until her shoulders lowered.I wouldn’t have met them if I hadn’t needed to go out—to deliver Windy’s sketchbook to Grace. After that, they contacted me, so I came here right away.During these past two weeks, even though Windy seemed fine and calm, I still hadn’t allowed her to leave. She might slip away from me and make a mistake.Yeah, even now, I still believed that she loved me.“Because I’m sick, Windy sacrificed too much for me, and in the end, it made me feel guilty toward her.” Once again, Aunt Emma let out a long sigh. “It’s hard for me to argue with her, and maybe because of what Tucker did, it might actually save her.”My mom held Aunt Emma’s hand.“But… he could make a mistake. Tucker… I’m afrai
WindyHave you ever been kidnapped, yet somehow felt lighter than before?Even the inspiration I once thought had disappeared started coming back so easily after I had stayed here for two weeks.At first, I was genuinely angry at Tucker for doing things his own way. I thought he was extremely rude, completely heartless, and that he was only doing this because he wanted to bother me.Yeah, maybe almost everyone in my position right now would think Tucker just wanted to prove how capable he was of disrupting my world.Maybe because we’ve known each other since childhood, the kind of disturbance that grows up alongside you starts to feel strange once it’s gone, right?That was how I saw Tucker.It’s just that now, maybe I’m the one who’s gone crazy, because little by little I’ve started thinking that living here isn’t so bad. I can sleep peacefully, and it makes my body feel calmer.Yes, that’s right. I can relax more.“I’ll send it to Grace.” Tucker held out his hand and raised an eyebr
Chapter 578WindyI didn't know where he was taking me, but it wasn't his house, and it wasn't mine either. It was a place I had never seen before, and right now, besides being furious, I was also terrified of this different side of Tucker."Let go, Tucker!" I shouted at him once again, my voice firm with authority.He didn't stop. He continued doing whatever he wanted, dragging me into a house before roughly throwing me onto the sofa. It was harsh—frightening."What the hell have you done!?" I screamed, glaring at him.He steadied his breathing. He didn't look at me at all, but I could see the overwhelming emotion radiating from him.As I looked around, everything about this place felt terrifying. I had never imagined he would do something like this to me."I had no choice but to do this," Tucker said at last, turning to face me. "I couldn't let you marry him.""As if—"My words were cut off when he suddenly leaned down toward me, caging me in with his arms braced on either side of m
WindyI'd left something behind at home.The designs I'd been working on were still there, tucked inside my sketchbook. Even though I could easily sketch on my tablet, I had always been more comfortable putting my ideas on paper first.This afternoon, I was meeting with a client. If I couldn't show them those designs, I was sure they'd be disappointed.After all, trust in a brand is something that should grow, not diminish."Windy?"Mom opened the door, but there was something strange about her expression.She looked genuinely startled to see me, though perhaps I was only imagining it. Brushing the thought aside, I stepped inside."Ah, I left something really important here."My gaze immediately shifted toward the second floor.I wanted to grab it as quickly as possible and leave. Whenever I was focused on my work, I felt far more at ease."What? Let Mom get it for you. You stay here." Mom said, taking hold of my arm.I smiled at her. "It's okay, Mom. I just need to grab my sketchbook.
Chapter 576TuckerI pulled back the curtains covering my bedroom window just enough to let the morning sunlight pour in, giving me a clear view outside.Nothing had changed. The sun was still shining, the garden was as green as ever, and yet the weight in my chest hadn't eased at all.A heavy sigh escaped my lungs as the burden I'd been carrying refused to lift."You're all dressed for work, but you've been standing here for the past hour instead of leaving."I turned around and saw that my mom had been standing behind me."There's nothing important I need to do today, Mom," I replied.Mom raised an eyebrow and slowly shook her head. I could tell from the way she was looking at me that she was studying my expression."You really do look like a man who's heartbroken because the woman he wanted left him."Mom walked over and pulled the curtains open wider, allowing even more sunlight to flood the room."Mom—""I know exactly what's on your mind. But Windy doesn't want to be with you, T
Chapter 575WindyI want to change. I want to become a better person and stop doing things that only end up destroying me.Right now, it feels as though I've both succeeded and failed at the same time.It sounds contradictory, but that's exactly how it feels—as if I'm drinking honey and poison in the same swallow.For now, I smiled at her, looking at her gentle face as she smiled back at me."I'm sorry I couldn't make it to your engagement party. But did you receive my gift?" Diana asked softly.I nodded."It was far too generous, but I absolutely loved your gift—the building."Diana let out a soft laugh and waved her hand dismissively."Of course I had to give an appropriate gift to the person who saved both me and my child.""That's too much, Diana."It was a little embarrassing to hear her say that over and over again. I didn't think what I'd done was all that extraordinary. Anyone in my position would have done the same.After that, Diana and I grew much closer.I noticed the neck
CassandraI sat on the bed, staring at my phone screen, reading the news about what had happened to me—a car accident caused by someone’s ill intent. The police were still investigating the culprit.Since yesterday, after I came home and tried to sleep, I’d been having nightmares again. They made i
CassandraMy relationship with Dylan has grown closer. Even at home, when we walk together, he always holds my hand. The gentle, approving looks from the people around us make me happy too.They support our relationship and wish for our happiness. I’m grateful for their kindness, but at the same ti
SebastianOf course, I remembered what Alden had said, even though I could read the expression on that bastard’s face, hinting that I should let Cassandra go.I did it in my own way, just as he said, without forcing her. I wanted to make her feel better, and also… because I wanted her so much.I lo
CassandraBefore I could speak, the man moved even closer to me. His warm body brushed against mine, and I felt as if I were under a spell, frozen in place. He pulled me back into that uneasy heartbeat once again.As I looked at him, he was focused on the wound on my forehead. His touch was slow an







